EMBER's POV
"Em, are you okay?" William asked, tugging at my hand, and I turned to look at him,
"I'm fine. I just saw some ghosts, that's all." I said and turned to look at Paris and Kate for Emphasis.
"Oh. Them." he said, and frowned, then shook his head, "seeing them was somewhat inevitable I suppose." he added, and took my hand in his, as we all approached each other.
As we got closer, Paris' gaze traveled to the point of our locked hand and I saw the anger, as well as the questions in his eyes.
"What are the both of you doing here?" he asked when we were finally mere inches away from each other. Although crossing paths being inevitable was true, just as William said, I found myself wishing that I could have avoided him
"Your grandfather is sick, Paris. I'm here to see him." I sa
